Secret Mermaid
Okay. So, justsayins gave me a whole bunch of prompts, but one of them was:
"Tim is secretly a mermaid."
And then Hearts got me to read Kaizoku To Ningyo. And I was like “asdklfahs;dfk”
So here came this. o3o
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Title: Secret Mermaid
Fandom: DCU/Kaizoku To Ningyo (Pirate and Mermaid)
Pairing: None
Rating: PG
Warnings: possibly badly written :T And it will not make sense if you haven't read the manga. (it's only 3 chapters so far. And I linked it. Up there. *points* Go read it. o3o)
Summary: Tim has kept it a secret for many long years, but he lets down his guard for one moment and it’s over.
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One of Tim’s abilities that absolutely no one knows about is his skill with dyes. He makes them last longer and healthier for the hair, for the reason that he needs to use it so often.
His kind has been forgotten for so long, and he intends for it to stay that way.
But sometimes he wishes he didn’t have to worry and could take a chance…
To see the color of his hair.
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“We’re going to the beach, Tim! Want to join us?” Dick’s all smiles, as usual, and has Tim wrapped in a tight hug.
“Sorry, I have too much to do, Dick,” Tim manages to say, letting the man hug him in the hopes that it will make it easier to accept that Tim won’t go.
“Tt. You never go. What, are you scared of water, Drake?” Damian curls his lips in a sneer.
“You know very well that I’m not.” Tim lightly pushes against Dick’s chest and the man lets him go. “Have fun with Bruce. I’ll see you later.”
Dick’s obviously sad, but he nods and manages a smile anyway, “Alright. See you later.” He turns and leads Damian away with him, leaving Tim alone in the house with Alfred. He tucks a lock of hair behind his ear and makes his way to the cave. He might as well get some work done while they’re gone.
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Tim is always glad for the chance to go through Bruce’s resources. They are so much more extensive than his are and he takes the opportunity to copy the information for himself. He knows Bruce doesn’t mind, considering the note that had been left for him.
He appreciates permission, even though he could have hacked in anyway.
He’s reading a file about a serial murder case when suddenly there’s a loud screech and the computers light up red. Tim jumps from the chair, the momentum carrying it several feet away.
That doesn’t matter, though.
It’s Bruce’s, Dick’s, and Damian’s emergency transmissions.
Tim hits the switch to stop the sound and immediately opens a com line. He shouts at the screens, fingers darting over the keyboard, pulling up maps and signals, “Batman! What’s going on?! Batman! Robin! Nightwing!”
He finally picks up their embedded transmitters and it seems they actually made it to the beach. He pulls up all the possible cameras and the only thing he manages to see what might be a small crowd surrounded by… tentacles. Tim cringes. Perhaps a sea monster of some sort.
Tim knows that Alfred is on his way, as he is always alerted when these things happen. So he runs off to change quickly. When he comes back out, fully attired but with the cowl down, Alfred is there.
“Alfred, something seems to have happened at the beach and I’m on my way there.” He grabs some extra equipment, “Could you stay and watch the computers? Keep me updated?” Tim puts in the com and then pulls up the cowl.
“Of course, Master Timothy.”
“Thank you,” Tim manages before jumping onto his bike. His heart is racing as he steers out of the cave, a thousand thoughts and plans running through his mind. The alarm wouldn’t have gone off unless they were in dire condition. It was set to go off if the person’s vitals turned to dangerous levels. The only problem was that it didn’t specify what exactly was causing the reaction.
For a day of relaxation, they wouldn’t have taken the usual extensive repertoire, possibly not even their suits. They might be in the car they took, but first they would have to get to it. From what he saw, they were possibly being held as hostages by some villain. What they wanted, though, Tim doesn’t know so he directs that question to Alfred over the com.
He’s nearly at the beach when Alfred comes through, “Master Timothy, it would seem that Junkyard Dog had managed to make a device that could control sea life.”
“Of course,” Tim groans.
“Indeed. It seems that he’s just trying to cause a disturbance. However, he may try something more.”
“Thank you, Alfred,” Tim says and pulls into an alleyway. Moving stealthily, he makes his way closer to the scene on foot. Once JD is in his sight, Tim considers what to do. He needs to disarm the man, before he can do anything to harm the small crowd of people. Luckily, it seems that the only creature is the… large octopus that’s surrounding everyone with its tentacles. Tim can estimate where the main body is from the flow of water.
Plan formed, Tim dives in, using his grapple to grab JD’s arm and the device falls. It lands intact in the sand and Tim knocks down the silly villain. He points and the group of people, subtly led by Bruce, Dick, and Damian, flee through the opening. Tim binds Junkyard Dog with some zipstrips and turns to the device.
Only to be encountered by a mass of writing tentacles. Tim glances to the weapon to see what may have happened, but a sudden impact and loss of ground distracts him. He’s flung a rather great distance into the ocean, splashing in a part deep enough to not injure him too badly.
The only thing he feels is dread.
Breaking the surface, he coughs and treads water. Bruce and Damian had come back, dressed in their fear. Batman was fending off the tentacles while Damian dealt with the device.
By the time he makes it to shore, they’ve finished and the octopus is slinking back to the deep sea. Also, Dick is waiting for him and the man frantically drags him onto the beach. Tim is pulled to rest against Dick, who is sitting down and starts to cradle him, “Oh, Tim. Are you alright?”
Tim pants, but nods his head, relaxing against his brother.
Until the man reaches for his cowl.
Dick looks vaguely hurt when Tim jumps back, stopping him from getting very far with a hug, “Come on, little brother. It’s alright. No one’s around and it looks like you got water in your cowl.”
He continues to fight, but it’s futile. The leather is pulled back and Tim closes his eyes. He hears Dick gasp and Bruce and Damian, who had been jogging over to them, stop in their tracks.
“Tim, what-?”
“Drake, what is wrong with you?” Tim opens his eyes in time to see Bruce slap a gloved hand over the boy’s mouth. The large man is staring at him, knowledge in his eyes.
“Mermaid.”
Tim flinches at the Batman voice revealing his secret. He bows his head, a strand of hair falling in front of his eyes.
Scarlet.
“Submerged in seawater, their true hair color is revealed.”
No matter what he had done, if he was in seawater, no dye could hide his hair. He could hide the common-day white, but wet he could hide nothing.
“Mermaids. Not the kind with scales but instead a human, with special characteristics.”
Of course Bruce would know.
Tim curls up, wishing he could hide.
But it’s too late.
Originally posted here: http://avanalae.dreamwidth.org/10560.html
"Tim is secretly a mermaid."
And then Hearts got me to read Kaizoku To Ningyo. And I was like “asdklfahs;dfk”
So here came this. o3o
_________
Title: Secret Mermaid
Fandom: DCU/Kaizoku To Ningyo (Pirate and Mermaid)
Pairing: None
Rating: PG
Warnings: possibly badly written :T And it will not make sense if you haven't read the manga. (it's only 3 chapters so far. And I linked it. Up there. *points* Go read it. o3o)
Summary: Tim has kept it a secret for many long years, but he lets down his guard for one moment and it’s over.
______
One of Tim’s abilities that absolutely no one knows about is his skill with dyes. He makes them last longer and healthier for the hair, for the reason that he needs to use it so often.
His kind has been forgotten for so long, and he intends for it to stay that way.
But sometimes he wishes he didn’t have to worry and could take a chance…
To see the color of his hair.
______
“We’re going to the beach, Tim! Want to join us?” Dick’s all smiles, as usual, and has Tim wrapped in a tight hug.
“Sorry, I have too much to do, Dick,” Tim manages to say, letting the man hug him in the hopes that it will make it easier to accept that Tim won’t go.
“Tt. You never go. What, are you scared of water, Drake?” Damian curls his lips in a sneer.
“You know very well that I’m not.” Tim lightly pushes against Dick’s chest and the man lets him go. “Have fun with Bruce. I’ll see you later.”
Dick’s obviously sad, but he nods and manages a smile anyway, “Alright. See you later.” He turns and leads Damian away with him, leaving Tim alone in the house with Alfred. He tucks a lock of hair behind his ear and makes his way to the cave. He might as well get some work done while they’re gone.
______
Tim is always glad for the chance to go through Bruce’s resources. They are so much more extensive than his are and he takes the opportunity to copy the information for himself. He knows Bruce doesn’t mind, considering the note that had been left for him.
He appreciates permission, even though he could have hacked in anyway.
He’s reading a file about a serial murder case when suddenly there’s a loud screech and the computers light up red. Tim jumps from the chair, the momentum carrying it several feet away.
That doesn’t matter, though.
It’s Bruce’s, Dick’s, and Damian’s emergency transmissions.
Tim hits the switch to stop the sound and immediately opens a com line. He shouts at the screens, fingers darting over the keyboard, pulling up maps and signals, “Batman! What’s going on?! Batman! Robin! Nightwing!”
He finally picks up their embedded transmitters and it seems they actually made it to the beach. He pulls up all the possible cameras and the only thing he manages to see what might be a small crowd surrounded by… tentacles. Tim cringes. Perhaps a sea monster of some sort.
Tim knows that Alfred is on his way, as he is always alerted when these things happen. So he runs off to change quickly. When he comes back out, fully attired but with the cowl down, Alfred is there.
“Alfred, something seems to have happened at the beach and I’m on my way there.” He grabs some extra equipment, “Could you stay and watch the computers? Keep me updated?” Tim puts in the com and then pulls up the cowl.
“Of course, Master Timothy.”
“Thank you,” Tim manages before jumping onto his bike. His heart is racing as he steers out of the cave, a thousand thoughts and plans running through his mind. The alarm wouldn’t have gone off unless they were in dire condition. It was set to go off if the person’s vitals turned to dangerous levels. The only problem was that it didn’t specify what exactly was causing the reaction.
For a day of relaxation, they wouldn’t have taken the usual extensive repertoire, possibly not even their suits. They might be in the car they took, but first they would have to get to it. From what he saw, they were possibly being held as hostages by some villain. What they wanted, though, Tim doesn’t know so he directs that question to Alfred over the com.
He’s nearly at the beach when Alfred comes through, “Master Timothy, it would seem that Junkyard Dog had managed to make a device that could control sea life.”
“Of course,” Tim groans.
“Indeed. It seems that he’s just trying to cause a disturbance. However, he may try something more.”
“Thank you, Alfred,” Tim says and pulls into an alleyway. Moving stealthily, he makes his way closer to the scene on foot. Once JD is in his sight, Tim considers what to do. He needs to disarm the man, before he can do anything to harm the small crowd of people. Luckily, it seems that the only creature is the… large octopus that’s surrounding everyone with its tentacles. Tim can estimate where the main body is from the flow of water.
Plan formed, Tim dives in, using his grapple to grab JD’s arm and the device falls. It lands intact in the sand and Tim knocks down the silly villain. He points and the group of people, subtly led by Bruce, Dick, and Damian, flee through the opening. Tim binds Junkyard Dog with some zipstrips and turns to the device.
Only to be encountered by a mass of writing tentacles. Tim glances to the weapon to see what may have happened, but a sudden impact and loss of ground distracts him. He’s flung a rather great distance into the ocean, splashing in a part deep enough to not injure him too badly.
The only thing he feels is dread.
Breaking the surface, he coughs and treads water. Bruce and Damian had come back, dressed in their fear. Batman was fending off the tentacles while Damian dealt with the device.
By the time he makes it to shore, they’ve finished and the octopus is slinking back to the deep sea. Also, Dick is waiting for him and the man frantically drags him onto the beach. Tim is pulled to rest against Dick, who is sitting down and starts to cradle him, “Oh, Tim. Are you alright?”
Tim pants, but nods his head, relaxing against his brother.
Until the man reaches for his cowl.
Dick looks vaguely hurt when Tim jumps back, stopping him from getting very far with a hug, “Come on, little brother. It’s alright. No one’s around and it looks like you got water in your cowl.”
He continues to fight, but it’s futile. The leather is pulled back and Tim closes his eyes. He hears Dick gasp and Bruce and Damian, who had been jogging over to them, stop in their tracks.
“Tim, what-?”
“Drake, what is wrong with you?” Tim opens his eyes in time to see Bruce slap a gloved hand over the boy’s mouth. The large man is staring at him, knowledge in his eyes.
“Mermaid.”
Tim flinches at the Batman voice revealing his secret. He bows his head, a strand of hair falling in front of his eyes.
Scarlet.
“Submerged in seawater, their true hair color is revealed.”
No matter what he had done, if he was in seawater, no dye could hide his hair. He could hide the common-day white, but wet he could hide nothing.
“Mermaids. Not the kind with scales but instead a human, with special characteristics.”
Of course Bruce would know.
Tim curls up, wishing he could hide.
But it’s too late.
Originally posted here: http://avanalae.dreamwidth.org/10560.html